"Brotherhood, is it really only about brotherhood?"

Feng Yan Gui just listened to the title of the book she just said, and he knew that the content in it was not simple.

The emotional entanglement of 105 men and three women, you don't have to think about it to know that these feelings must be a mess.

There are so few women, and there is still brotherhood between 105 men?

Feng Yangui felt that this scene was really unimaginable.

……

After all, Chen Qinghe came out of the explosive modern life. A long time ago, what strange entertainment news she hadn't heard? What weird story she hadn't read?

After buying a simple set of clothes for Feng Yangui, she decided to go to the bookstore on the next street with Feng Yangui.

She wanted to take a look, what kind of books were in the bookstore of the Great Qin Kingdom?

It was too late to say that it was too late, and it was less than a cup of tea, so Chen Qinghe and Feng Yangui walked to the door of the largest bookstore on the next street.

After walking in, she found that many of the books here were Taoist scriptures.

In the front row are books for children to read and write, such as "Thousand Character Text" and "Three Character Classic", which are similar books.

Of course, in the innermost room, there are many strange stories and strange novels in the world.

In front of these books, there are already piles of young people.

At this moment, they are all holding books in their hands, reading them with relish, and some of them are even staring at them.

Just look at their expressions and know that they are immersed in those wonderful stories.

When Chen Qinghe saw this group of people who like to read, he was a little unimpressed at first, thinking that they were quite normal. After all, she's a person herself. At the beginning, in order to finish reading her favorite novel, she could see the dawn unconsciously.

Chen Qinghe felt that he had come over like this, and it was natural for these young people to see that they were so engaged and so engrossed.

However, Chen Qinghe soon noticed the slightest abnormality.

She noticed that every young man in the room had a crack in the center of his head.

Between the cracks in her head, there was also a straw that looked like spider silk and like the bubble tea she used to drink.

It's just that the straw on their head is very thin and long. And it's very resilient. When the breeze blows, you can see the traces of the straw fluctuation.

It's so curious.

Chen Qinghe couldn't help but get closer.

Began to consciously and carefully observe the heads of the young men who were hungry for reading.

Soon, she was sure.

On the top of the heads of everyone present. It was indeed inserted like a straw.

After they read the book, it seems that their brains secrete something like a filament.

And this filamentous thing was sucked by this vacuum fine and transparent straw.

It's the straw that's too long. Chen Qinghe couldn't find their source for a while.

However, when Chen Qinghe stretched out her hand, picked up a book on the shelf, and opened it to read, she suddenly felt a trace of strangeness.

I saw that there seemed to be a fat and chirping big insect in this book.

This fat chirping insect seemed to be staring at her with drooling.

Chen Qinghe shook his head, wanting to shake out this strange thought.

However, when she opened her eyes again and looked down at the book in her hand, she realized that what she had just felt was not wrong at all.

Indeed, there was a fat, chirping bug crawling out of the tree.

It had more than a dozen skinny little short legs, struggling to support his fat belly. Little by little, it climbed into her hands.

Under Chen Qinghe's surprised eyes, it stretched out a pair of pointed beaks like mosquitoes at that time. Without Chen Qinghe's greeting, it unceremoniously pricked its flesh.

It pierced so hard that I thought I could pierce the flesh of her hand at once. However, only a crisp sound was heard, and its pair of sharp mouthparts were immediately bent.

Before it could straighten its mouthparts with its hands, his pair of treasure-like things suddenly split apart and shattered into dozens of petals.

This is a bookworm hiding in this bookstore and living for hundreds of years.

The reader gave it a special name. It's called "Book Beetle". Meaning the pest of the book. The kind that specializes in books.

However, it is not like this at all.

It feels that it has long become an inseparable relationship with these readers.

When readers read its parasitic books, they will dream, they will fantasize, and they will follow the storyline in the book, and they will have those precious emotions and six desires. Every time they see the stories it has designed, they cry, they laugh, they grieve.

It enriches the lives of these readers and satisfies their spiritual world. The price they pay is simply those emotions that they themselves simply don't bother to keep.

……

Bookworm's eyes are quite big.

Its big, round eyes were about to be the size of its own chubby, chirped body.

Chen Qinghe lowered his head and gave it a big eye to a small eye.

The bookworm's eyes looked east, and Chen Qinghe's eyes followed him to the east.

The bookworm's eyes looked west, and her eyes followed the direction he was looking, looking west.

The bookworm watched back and forth, and finally, it finally cleaned up its luck. I decided in my heart that Chen Qinghe could see him.

She smashed its mouthparts, probably on purpose.

"Can you see me?"

Chen Qinghe looked at it twice with hesitation, but didn't make a sound.

"You can see me! Don't pretend, I've found out! ”

Chen Qinghe heard this, thought about it, and nodded.

When the bookworm saw her admit it, it put its hands on its round waist and shouted, "Do you want to read my book now?" ”

Chen Qinghe looked into its eyes and nodded.

Seeing that Chen Qinghe really replied, the bookworm laughed. "Okay, you can take out a copy now, I've never heard my story and exchange it with me."

"If you can't get it out, get out of here now. From now on, you will not be with me anymore. ”

In fact, it can be seen.

After he heard this, he couldn't help but come over, lowered his voice and interjected: "What do you think of the story of 105 men and three women?" ”

Bookworms have made it their duty to read and listen to stories all their lives.

It feels like it's been reading many, many books in this bookstore over the years. Just about cultivating immortals, it has read no less than 1,000 copies.

And those love novels between men and women, between men and women, it didn't read 1,000 books, but there are 800 books.

It felt like it had long since grown out of that kind of subject.

However, when it suddenly heard Feng Yangui say the name of the book, its heart still beat rapidly.

"Where's the book?"

"You can show me now."

"I tell you, as long as your book is well written, I will definitely recommend you to the shopkeeper of my family, and ensure that you make a lot of money."